Смысл

Узнать происходящее имеет смысл:
Когда и капли счастья не приносит жизнь,

Когда повисли безысходно руки...
А  мним: вспорхнули два невидимых крыла

Когда мучительно стенает и тоскует
Таинственная спутница - душа...

Но, приоткрыв грядущего завесу,
Послушаем безмолвный неба глас:

"У вас не связаны верёвкой руки..."
 
Но мнится...
                ... впереди...
                ... зияет...
                ... пустота...

И снова тяжесть навалилась чередою
Звенящая  поднависает ...мгла...

Настойчиво  муссируем вопросы:
Кто ты? кто я? и ...какова судьба?

Наивнейше спрошу: 
                - задумываться надо ль?
- Что в будущем ближайшем?
                -  ...ветры перемен?

Не лучше ли рискнуть и,
                устремляясь к счастью,
Купить однажды призрачный билет...

Но заунывно нудно воют ветры...
Про перемены как-то не слыхать...

Бывает и затишье перед бурей...
Но лучше бы той буре не бывать.


перевод под EDM:

The Meaning

[Intro]
(Atmospheric synth swell, slow kick pulse, subtle rain FX, evolving pad)
There’s meaning in trying to see what’s unfolding all around,
Even when life gives not a single drop of joy to be found.

[Verse 1]
When your hands just hang, defeated, heavy with the weight of doubt,
You still imagine two invisible wings are lifting you out.
And the soul, that quiet, restless companion, cries and aches inside,
In a long, low moan that echoes through the hollows where we hide.

[Pre-Chorus]
(Snare ghost notes, rising arp, tension building)
But if we pull aside the veil of what’s to come and dare to hear,
The sky’s silent voice is whispering, so calm and crystal clear:
“Your hands aren’t bound by rope, they’re free to reach and break the fall,
It’s only the fear that ties them, not the chains that hold at all.”

[Chorus]
But still it seems that up ahead, a hollow void is opening wide,
A gaping emptiness that swallows every hope we tried to hide.
Again the weight comes pouring down in waves we cannot outrun,
And a ringing, heavy darkness hangs above, like a falling sun.
A ringing darkness… hanging low…

[Verse 2]
We keep on pushing questions, louder, desperate, never still:
Who am I? Who are you? And what is fate’s unspoken will?
I’ll ask it plain, with all my na;ve heart, and hold my breath:
Should we even bother wondering? What waits ahead, beyond this step?
Is it just the winds of change, blowing cold from far away?
Or is there nothing there at all, just silence day by day?

[Bridge]
(Break: kick drops, reversed vocal chop, airy textures, glitch FX)
Maybe it’s better to just take the leap and chase that fragile light,
To buy a ticket to a dream, even if it’s out of sight.
But the winds are moaning dully now, and change feels far from near,
Like a hollow echo in the dark, with no direction, no clear steer.
And there’s a calm before the storm — we’ve felt it in the air,
But deep inside, we’re hoping hard that that storm will never tear.

(Drop: full beat returns, aggressive sub;bass, layered percussion, dark lead)

[Chorus]
But still it seems that up ahead, a hollow void is opening wide,
A gaping emptiness that swallows every hope we tried to hide.
Again the weight comes pouring down in waves we cannot outrun,
And a ringing, heavy darkness hangs above, like a falling sun.
A ringing darkness… hanging low…

[Outro]
Sometimes the quiet before the blow is the loudest sound of all,
A breath held tight, a trembling hand, against the coming wall.
We search for meaning in the silence, in the wind and in the rain,
Hoping that the calm will stay, and never turn to thunder again.

(Fade with repeating vocal chop): “a ringing darkness… a ringing darkness…”